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The roommate was stunned and couldn't help asking: "Ah? Someone? Why didn't I see it?"

He scratched his head and tried hard to recall, but still couldn't remember.

Gu Yongnian stood up and said, "He left after class."

The roommate said "Oh" twice, "Brother Gu, school is off this afternoon, do you want to go to the basketball court to play a few games?"

Gu Yongnian waved his hand and rejected him.

"I still have something to do."

A hint of pity flashed across my roommate's eyes.

When he was almost at the door, Gu Yongnian paused, turned around and asked:

“Have we confirmed this with the other professional basketball players?”

The roommate quickly replied, "Not yet, Brother Gu, let's discuss it together?"

Gu Yongnian nodded slightly.

The roommate took out the class list and introduced each student one by one.

"Let's talk about the men's basketball game first."

"This guy has good athletic ability. I played a round with him. He has good endurance and can run the whole distance."

“This three-pointer is very accurate.”

"and this……"

Gu Yongnian listened quietly until his roommate said, "That's about the same people. What do you think, Brother Gu?"

Gu Yongnian tapped his fingertips lightly, landing on an inconspicuous name at the bottom of the list.

"Where is this person?"

The roommate looked down and read out those three words.

"Song, Chu, Yi?"

He scratched his head, "Strange, is there such a person?"

As the know-it-all in the class, he had already memorized all the people in this major and could match them up one by one before school started.

He was very sure that there was no such person as Song Chuyi in the profession.

My roommate picked up the list and frowned, saying, "Did someone tamper with the list? I don't remember anyone in our major."

He glanced at the list, put it down, and asked as if he had suddenly lost his memory, "Brother Gu, do you want to participate? If you do, I'll add your name."

Gu Yongnian tapped his fingertips on the table and pondered for two seconds.

"it is good."

----

There are not many classes today, so Song Chuyi plans to find a club to join.

When freshman year starts, it is the time when major clubs recruit people.

In order to facilitate the recruitment of various clubs, the school specially cleared a path for them to set up stalls and even held small stamp collecting activities.

When Song Chuyi was walking on that road, the senior students were all enthusiastically recruiting the freshmen, but they didn't recruit him.

Even if he stood in front of them, they would ignore him.

It was as if he didn't exist.

Song Chuyi didn't mind. He picked up the stamp album and stamped it himself after asking without getting a response.

By the way, I also learned about the major social groups.

After going around in circles, Song Chuyi decided to join the reading club.

A reading club, as the name suggests, is a club where people gather together to read.

The atmosphere in the club is relaxed and they are not forced to participate in any activities, which is very suitable for him now.

Song Chuyi wrote down his name and contact information on the application form and then left.

Not long after, this community street welcomed a prominent figure among this class of freshmen - Gu Yongnian.

Next to Gu Yongnian was standing his roommate, who was enthusiastically introducing the basketball club to him.

As the most popular club in college, the basketball club has extremely high requirements for joining.

Of course, this is only for ordinary people. A gifted person like Gu Yongnian can join at any time as long as he wants to.

Gu Yongnian and his roommates came to the basketball club.

"Registration form."

Gu Yongnian said this.

Unfortunately, the basketball club was so popular that all the 1,000 registration forms prepared had already been filled out.

Fortunately, the president had an idea and took a registration form from the reading club next door.

"Xiaodi Gu, just fill this out."

Gu Yongnian picked up the pen and looked down at the name written on the registration form - Song Chuyi.

There is also a phone number next to it.

The black pen tip was close to the word [One], and his hand holding the pen moved slightly, and he wrote his name next to it.

I also wrote down my contact information under the phone number.

Then he handed the registration form to the president and asked, "Will Song Chuyi also join the basketball club?"

The president was stunned. He had no idea who "Song Chuyi" was, but that didn't stop him from nodding in agreement to this school celebrity in front of him.

"Yes, yes, he's joining in too."

Gu Yongnian nodded slightly at him, "Thank you for the trouble."

Then he turned and left.

The president took the registration form and looked down at the name on it.

Next to the font that is arrogant but also a bit cold, there is a string of beautiful fonts.

Those three words were exactly "Song Chuyi".

"Strange." The president muttered, "Has this person ever filled out a registration form?"

He obviously forgot that he got this registration form from the reading club next door.

"Forget it." The president muttered, "Since Junior Gu asked, he must want this person to join."

He picked up his seal and stamped it.

----

The result of joining the club will not be known until next Monday. Before that, everyone can change their mind at will.

Song Chuyi only submitted that one application form, and naturally had no intention of changing his intention.

Compared to the club, there is something more important at the moment.

He is going to Kongling Temple.

Early on Saturday morning, after having breakfast with his parents, Song Chuyi said goodbye to them and left.

Kongling Temple is on the outskirts of the city, a two-hour drive from where he lives.

Taking the subway is faster, but it still takes an hour and a half.

It was already ten o'clock when Song Chuyi arrived at Kongling Temple.

Kongling Temple is at the top of the mountain. If you want to go to the temple to worship, you have to climb up the thousand-layer stairs first.

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, the thousand-layer staircase is magnificent, like an endless ladder to heaven, waiting for people to climb and conquer.

Song Chuyi bought a bottle of mineral water and started climbing the stairs.

Because it was Saturday and Kongling Temple was very famous, there were many people on the Thousand-Layer Stairs.

There are small vendors selling water halfway up the mountain, shouting their wares enthusiastically.

The Thousand-Layer Staircase was very lively, except for Song Chuyi who was quiet.

His presence was so weak that even if he passed by others, no one noticed him.

The sun above our heads became stronger and stronger, and it felt very warm when it shone on our bodies.

Song Chuyi took a deep breath and continued to move forward without taking a rest.

It was already noon, and the further up we went, the fewer people there were.

There was a crowd of people at the foot of the mountain getting ready, but when there were still fifty steps to the top, there was no one left.

Song Chuyi raised his head and looked upwards, counting silently in his heart.

949,950,951...

When I stepped onto the last step, the number in my mind stopped at [999].

This thousand-layer staircase has only 999 steps.

Song Chuyi blinked lightly, and a shadow was cast down, covering his body.

He looked up and saw Gu Yongnian standing half a step away from him, looking down at him.

The two looked into each other's eyes at this moment.